ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴅᴇᴡ; Ashtray

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Greyson blinked her eyes adjusting to the light first thing in the morning, like usual ashtray was wrapped around her while his warm hands rested on her bare waist. She cautiously spun around in his hold to face him. "Ashy" she whispered, gently rubbing over his tattooed under eyes.

He started to smack his lips, "mhm" he mumbled snuggling farther into her kneck. She chuckled, "We Gotta wake up" She muttered, "Come on." She persisted, sliding her warm hands under his shirt and rubbing his stomach.

He immediately woke up, "I'm up"  She felt his lips move against her kneck making her squirm away. "Ashtray!" She wined, "Greyson" he mocked with a smile on his lips.

She sat up looking at her mirror that was across her room. "You can't leave marks on me, we have Lexi's play this week," she says, flipping her hair to the other side of her neck. He scooted back on the pillow admiring her. "It's so hard.. when you look like that" he smirked trying to bring her closer by her hips.  She laughed. "Stop!" She chuckled. "We gotta get up" she reminded.

"Why can't we just stay in bed forever" he groaned.

A smile tugged to her lips, "One day, but that day isn't today sooo cmon!" She grinned yanking his arm, a small grunt left his lips but he compiled getting up from her bed. 

"what're we doing today, ma?"

"Same shit" she answered, walking to her closet, he nodded watching her skim through her clothes. The sound of knocking both brought their attention to her door. "yes?" She spoke out loud, "you decent?" Fez's voice called from the other side. She looked down a second before calling back a yes, and moments later the door was pushed open.

"Hey kids, We got some business to do."

They both looked at each other sighing, "we'll be out in twenty"

Fez nodded walking out, She threw her outfit on her bed before stalking to ash. "As much as I love you I gotta get dressed" she stated pulling him up.

"And you don't want company?" He quizzed with a resting smirk. 

"Let me think about it..." She pondered. "no." And with that, she tossed him out of her room sending him off to go change. She turned on her heels grabbing her blue mid-rise jeans and stepping into them before slipping on a boho brown tanktop that stopped just below her boobs.

"Alexa play, All mine by Brent faiyaz" 

She took a seat in front of her white vanity that Ashtray gifted her for Christmas. She grabbed her Sephora makeup brushes and applied her very light concealer. She then went in with some powder to cover the shine before she brushed peachy-colored blush around her temple, and with one sweep of lipgloss, she was finished.

Ashtray had walked in moments later laying flatly on her bed he wore black Nike pants with a matching T-shirt as well as the Cuban link she bought him, she couldn't stop starring at how nice he looked, when he caught her starring he smiled showing off his deep dimples and his pearly whites, standing up off his feet to walk over to her. In the middle of pulling up her wavy hair in a half up half down hairstyle, he crouched down to her height laying his chin on her shoulder. "All mine" he whispered the lyrics looking at her through the mirror.

She smiled back when all of a sudden he yanked her up from the chair spinning her around in the process. "All mine! All mine!" He sang bringing his hands right above her butt. She laughed throwing her head back, "Someone's in a good mood."

"Why wouldn't I be? I woke up to you this morning."  She couldn't resist the smile that stretched to her lips, smiling ear to ear looking back her his memorizing brown eyes, if only she knew he was thinking about how much he loved her she would melt. "I love you" she breathed, falling into his lips.